He started telling me things
I had no business knowing
After a while the little things
mixed with the big things
and soon the important things
seemed to not matter so much
Every day for over two thousand
I did nothing but live alone with
my own thoughts
Of course I continued to enjoy
chocolate kisses and
group therapy and
When he rescued me from
I screamed incoherently while
riding on the back of his fifty horses
hair blowing back horizontally
arms raised and flailing
Now after so many years since
time has turned around
and I find myself
drifting and regressing
but succeeding at exorcising
my very own demons
september two thousand fourteen
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Thanks – I’ll take that as a compliment ;`)
Poignant Poet and very very close to my heart….Thanks for this special poem….
Thanks so much, Mirna – I’m pleased knowing you enjoyed this one.
…In ciuda ploilor ☂ zambesc!…
zambesc…pentru ca iubesc viata…
si zambesc, pentru ca…
pana la urma…e toamna… ♡◕ ‿ ◕♡
☼…sa ai o seara frumoasa, cu ploi de iubire in suflet…
Vă mulțumim pentru partajarea gândurile tale 😀
at the end we are all utterly alone within the crowd of our own thoughts.
so very true….
There is so much truth in this.
Thanks so much for visiting and commenting on this one, Rose. I appreciate your readership very much.
dark and deep and has me thinking
thanks for sharing your thoughts on this one, denise
wow. how do you do it? 🙂
Thank you, Margaret, I’m delighted you enjoyed this piece. It happens to be a personal favorite of mine.
chocolate kisses and group therapy…your hair blowing back on the 50 stallions of death…brilliant! 🙂